Eternal Life and Immortality? Nine Nether

"Should I try?" Zhao Han licked his lips.

He stared deeply at the black substance inside the black vortex. He knew that if he went closer and casually scooped up a handful, he might get more than he had from the Void Stones.

With the prize right in front of him, Zhao Han still forcibly held himself back.

For no other reason than to stay alive and get out sooner.

If the system hadn't spoken up earlier, Zhao Han might not have returned to Pillar Forest to get the Void Stones at all. He would have gone straight out through the room with the four gates.

Zhao Han still remembered that he had made a promise to Nangong Meng.

He had spent over a hundred days in the Ancient Battlefield, from the beginning until now.

Outside, more than a thousand days had passed—at least three years.

How many three-year stretches did a person get in life?

"Try it? I think I'd be signing my own death warrant if I went in!"

Without looking back, Zhao Han flew toward the Endless Underworld, unconcerned with what he might gain or lose.

When he arrived at the Endless Underworld, the structure of the space here was still remarkably stable.

He entered the sinkhole, picked a random black hole, and crawled inside. Zhao Han arrived in the room with the four gates.

Life on the left, death on the right; open behind, shock in front.

Zhao Han walked to the center of the room and stared deeply at the Death Gate on the right, which seemed to radiate an endless aura of death. Then he turned to look at the utterly ordinary-looking Life Gate on the left.

"I'm an old hand at reading novels. In plenty of the ones I've read, the Death Gate